Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, No. 51 — page 93: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION saw, and, after the pause, more philosophical; could even be critical of his appearance. “Tt’s not having had a hair- cut that knocked me,” he decided. He fingered the thick mop. “Well, if I’ve got to look like a woman, I'll be damned if P’ll look like a slut. Where’re those scissors ?”” He chuckled. Perhaps he was a little high. “First aid for the glamour girl.” With much manceuvring and twisting he clipped his locks into a reasonable degree of neatness. ““Not what you’d call a creation,” he apologised to his image, “but I’m doing my best for you, you must admit.” The girl in the glass smiled back. The smile was encourag- ing, but pale. ““We’ll fix that,” he assured her. He went back to his cargo. Presently he returned, and blushing (he felt as well as saw his face was red), he attacked the lips. He’d seen enough women doing the job. The result, he decided, wasn’t so bad. Then he looked into the eyes. ‘It’s mad,” Jean Leslie said, 92 and choked, and flung himself from the terrible glass. He was trapped ina gin of his own contriving, confined in a coffin he had himself selected. Of his own free will he had cut himself off, and there was no going back. He lay, clutching at his bunk, shaking with sobs he made no effort to control. Until he heard himself, and to his mind the sounds were those a female made, and he contrived to halt them, and thereafter lay in silence. He was conscious of the feel of nylon and silk against his body; found himself liking this touch. Tentatively, with hesitating fingers, he lay strok- ing the blouse, drawing some increasing degree of comfort from it. The next day was easier. Within a week he found he approached the mirror with expectant delight. The cargo was broached, piece by piece; each item taken out, inspected, exclaimed over, tried on. Then, a serviceable selection made for the immediate future, the balance was repacked. “‘No need to worry about not being in fashion,” he comicloooks.corn